Chapter 7
"I don't know how much longer I can keep this up!"Michelangelo exclaimed as he danced around the milling fans.
"Neither do I,"Raphael muttered. "Brilliant idea, Fearless. How are we supposed to get through them? There are just too many." He grunted as he leaped into the air, just in time to avoid two eager blonds as they rushed him. "They are worse then ants at a picnic. And you know how much I hate bugs."
"We just got to wear them down,"Leonardo replied. "Hopefully they will grow tired. We have to keep them busy and continue out maneuvering them."
"I don't know if that is as easy as it sounds,"Donatello called out as a group of five females backed him against the wall, blocking any possible escape route. "It appears they know we will not hurt them." He held his bo protectively in front of his plastron, ready to push them away. Two of the females attacked his front. While Donatello was occupied with them, the other three moved in, avoiding the ends of the bo and leaped on his back, using their weight to try to drag him to the ground.
"Stop it!"Don protested, trying to reach around and pull them off. "Get off of me." His resistance only encouraged another swarm to tackle him. Within minutes, the turtle found himself on the ground, a very unpleasant predicament.
"They got Donny!"Mikey cried out. "Hang on, Bro! I'm coming for you!"
Michelangelo found himself in the same situation. He was tackled and held down on the ground. He struggled to squirm out of his attackers hold, until he rested his forehead on the ground in utter defeat.
"Raph! How are you holding up?"Leonardo called out, after witnessing the take down of his two youngest brothers. The red banded turtle was still on the move, but from what Leo could tell, Raph couldn't hold up the fight for long.
"I'm hanging,"Raphael replied as he waved his arm in the air, shaking off the girl that had latched onto him like a barnacle. "They just won't stop!"
Leonardo made his way to his brother, hoping that if they worked side by side, they stood a better chance. Leo felt a quick tug on his mask as one of their assailants yanked on the tails of his headband. He grunted as he fought for his head. While his eyes were closed he got tackled from the front. The woman hit him like a freight train, knocking him off his feet.
"Leo!"Raphael called out in horror. He pushed his way through the crowd, rushing to help his fallen brother.
"Enough!"
The voice whipped through the air, drawing everyone's attention to the top of a near by dumpster. The figure stood, looming over them.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Frantic whispers erupted through the group as they pulled away, like the tide going back out to sea.
"The Rat! I didn't expect him to show."
"Me neither."
"Oh, I was hoping he would."
"Seriously? He is like old enough to be like my Dad or my grandfather even."
"You young pups obviously don't know a fine specimen when you see one."
Splinter's tail whipped behind back and forth behind him, displaying his annoyance. His clawed hands rested on the head of his walking stick as he leaned forward, staring at the females angrily.
"Release my sons at once,"he ordered, his voice calm but firm.
His order was met. The group that held down Leo, Mike and Don inched away, releasing the turtles. Without hesitation, the turtles dashed to their father's side.
"Are you okay, my sons?"Splinter asked, while keeping a watchful eye on the group that still hovered before them.
"Hai, Father,"Leonardo answered. "We are unharmed."
To the females, Splinter said,"You will leave my sons."
Just then an excited squeal filled their ears.
"It's Splinter!"a raspy voice wheezed. "I knew he would come!" There was tapping of wood against ground followed by the squeak of rusty wheels.
"He is mine, Agatha! Save that old walking stick for when you have to stand at our wedding ceremony."
"Shut your god awful purple colored fat lips, Cecil. I saw him first. Save the oxygen in that tank of yours because we will take your breath away when you see what a lovely couple that Splinter and I make."
Splinter's face fell into a look of confusion, his ears cocked to the side. Behind him giggles amongst the turtles erupted.
"Huh? What is going on?"Splinter inquired, as he placed a firm hold on his walking stick.
"Ah, Sensei. You probably should run,"Mikey informed his father.
Splinter trained his eyes on the two woman ambling towards him. Three more joined them, each declaring their love for th Rat.
"My sons. Now would be an appropriate time for a retreat,"Splinter told them as he stepped backwards.
"I' not going to argue,"Raphael replied as he turned and chased after Donatello and Michelangelo. The group ran through the cover of night, heading to the nearest man hole cover.
"Home sweet home,"Mikey sang as they neared their exit. "I can not wait to get to you."
"Ah.. it won't be anytime soon,"Donatello declared, interrupting Mikey's peaceful visions. "Look!"
Across the street, a remaining gang of females dashed towards them, screeching like a bunch of seagulls at a fish market.
"Keep going!"Leonardo insisted. "There is more than one way to get home." He veered away from the groupies. Each manhole covered they found seemed to have the Female sentries nearby on careful watch.
"This is impossible,"Raphael grumbled. "We can't even get to da lair?"
"Sensei? What do you suggest?"Donatello asked turning to the Rat for advice.
"I think it would be best to lay low. Perhaps we should seek refuge else where until all this madness tapers off."
"I agree, Father,"Leonardo said. "Come. We will go to the farmhouse."
"By walking?"Mikey complained. "But Leo. That's so far."
"I will call April. Tell her what is going on. I will get her to meet us on the way out of the city with the van. The Battle Shell would just attract to much attention."
"Wise decision,"Splinter commented as they quickly made their way out of the city.
"Oh, Sensei. By the way. How did you know where we were? Did you sense we were in trouble?" Mikey asked.
Splinter shook his head. "No Casey informed me of your predicament. However, he neglected to tell me the full details."
"Casey? Oh thank goodness,"Leo breathed a sigh of relief. "At least he is safe."
A smile formed under Splinters whiskers and he chuckled.
"I don't know how safe he really is."
"What do you mean, Sensei?"Raphael asked.
"I left him in April's care. Let's just say, she is not one of those fan girls at the present moment."
~TBC~
A/N: Just one more chapter to go ...
